07-05-2019, 12:05 PM
Chapter 99
Another peal of thunder let loose. This time it was directly overhead. It started to pour down rain. There were flashes of lightning off in the distance. I ignored it and just kept finger-fucking my wife. She was giving Kevin such a great blowjob that I doubted he even knew it was raining. Then a great boom of thunder startled us all.
Samina let out a little scream. "Let's go," she said, standing up and hurrying toward the pavilion. Kevin followed right after her. I started to gather our clothes, but there were too many of them and they were already soaked, so I just grabbed Samina's purse and hurried to catch up with them.
When we reached the pavilion, we were in the middle of a full fledged thunderstorm. Three boys in high college letterman jackets were sitting on a picnic table staring at us in amazement. I recognized one of them as Roger, he mowed lawns in our neighborhood. They were all staring intently at Samina who was looking hot as hell with her perky nipples and wet skin. Her wet hair was plastered to her head. The boys had obviously been enjoying the show. They all had bulges in their jeans. I could easily make out the hill we had just left.
"Hey, boys," Samina greeted them, her voice a little slurry from the drinks earlier. "Do you mind if we ride out the storm with you?" There were no lights, but our eyes had adjusted to the dark and frequent flashes of lightning lit up her naked body
"Hell, no," they exclaimed in unison. Samina and Kevin laughed along with the teenagers. Samina thanked them and bent over the picnic table between two of the boys. Her tits spread out beneath her.
"Now where were we?" She asked. I took this as my cue to continue playing with her wet pussy, but Kevin beat me to the draw. He was pumping his giant hard-on and placed the head at her pussy lips. She gasped as he pushed the head in, bracing herself by grabbing Roger and another kid's thigh. You know there is nothing sexier than seeing pussy lips wrapped like a tight rubberband around a thick penis shaft, and lying the way she was, I had a clear view of her pussy lips as they stretched to accommodate Kevin's thickness.
Kevin pulled out and thrust back in, this time he managed to sink a few inches inside of her. She moaned loudly. "Oh yes! Fuck me, Kevin. Give me that big cock, you disgusting asshole!" He obliged and pushed deeper inside of her with each stroke.
"Yes! Oh, you're so big. Umm. Oh, that's it! Fuck me, you sick bastard!" she was rubbing Roger and his friend's cocks through their jeans. They were both busy trying to get their flies open so she could get at their erections. The third boy stood opposite me on the other side of Samina and Kevin and already had his pants at his ankles. He was masturbating as he watched this muscular big-dicked black man fuck my wife.
Roger and the other seated teenager had managed to work their pants to their knees. Samina had a death grip on both of their engorged tools while screaming and moaning in ecstasy at the fucking she was getting. I was a little disappointed to discover that I, by far, had the smallest dick in the group. Secretly I think I had hoped that I would be at least bigger than one of those boys, when erect, a man sometimes needs that kind of reaffirmation. But alas, no such luck!
"You like that whore?" Kevin asked. "Do you like getting fucked by my big dick, slut? You like getting gangbanged, don't you whore?" He started pounding her faster. He had managed to work his cock into her nearly to the balls.
"Yes, Kevin. I love it. Fuck your cheap whore you prick. Please. I'll do anything for your cock. Fuck me! Ohhhhhh!" She had a loud orgasm and laid her head on the table making little squeaks each time Kevin rammed forward. His pace quickened and Samina started gasping louder.
Kevin was grunting, almost growling. "You...fucking...whore...fucking... bitch...cum loving slut!" Then he let out roar and a rumble of thunder echoed his climax. He had cum. I thanked my luck stars Samina was on the pill. He pulled out of her slowly, letting her feel every inch. She moaned, shuddered and let out a little whimper as his head plopped out of her well fucked cunt.
She stood, turned around and kissed him passionately. Then Kevin smiled down at her.
"Whore," he said. She smiled back at him, biting her lip and holding his, still impressive, flaccid cock in her hands.
"I'll be whatever you want," she confessed dreamily, with a smile on her face, his cum leaking out of her, as she kept her legs spread as far as she could.
"Good, I want you down on all fours." She dropped to the cement facing the 6" pink erection of the standing boy. The teenager took advantage of his position and bent his cock to her mouth. She gobbled it up quickly. Roger and the other boy had managed to undress. Roger came and stood beside me pumping his over 7" cock with his fist. His friend's penis was the second smallest in the pavilion at around 5 ½". He stood in front of Samina and she alternated sucking each of the teenagers' cocks.
I decided to benefit from my wife's exposed pussy and started to get behind her, but Kevin held out his arm saying, "You can have her anytime. Give someone else a chance." I chucked to myself, little did he know that I was not going to fuck her, I just wanted to do what I always did after her pussy had been filled up. Then he nudged Roger on the shoulder and said, "What are you waiting for, man. Fuck that slut." Roger wasted no time getting his cock into her.
The storm was passing and the rain had tapered to a sprinkle again. Kevin sat down on the picnic table with his flaccid cock swinging between his dangling legs. He barked orders at the boys like a coach. Roger was hammering my wife's pussy energetically. His hips made a slapping sound each time he thrust forward. The two boys enjoying their blowjobs had managed to get both of their cocks into Samina's mouth and she made muffling "Oomph" noises as our lawn mower boy drilled her.
The boy with the smaller penis pulled his dick out her mouth and moaned a bit as he spewed a load of semen onto her face and hair. The other boy followed soon after but grabbed the back of Samina's head as he came and she swallowed after each blast.
Roger pulled her back by the hips as he drove his swollen member into her. She lowered herself to her forearms and raised her ass. He was making asthmatic wheezing sounds as he pounded his sizable cock into her little body. Then he quickly pulled out and hurried in front of her. She took his cock into her mouth as he came. She let it out a bit too early and she received a blast on her face. She milked him dry and swallowed the rest of his load.
After Roger finished I ran to her so no one would jump in line in front of me again. I kissed he hard, and she kissed back, depositing some cum into my mouth, and I swallowed, Kevin let our a laugh and a whistle. She the grabbed it my crotch in her palm and said, "Aw, what the tiny cute one. I am sure you want to fuck me with it. Omer, or do you want to poke me with it?"
I nodded vigorously. She giggled and said. “aww, my poor baby!|” Then she sat back on her knees and asked, "Would one of you fuck me please?"
The boy with the 6" dick accepted her offer. He gave her knees a rest by putting her on her back in the wet grass. Once he finished Roger had at her once more, concluding by spewing a surprising amount of cum across her tits. As he came, she had a shock of recognition and said, "Hey, you mow our lawn!”
Everyone rinsed off in the drizzling rain a bit and then we said our goodbyes. Samina thanked them for giving her such a good time, and told Kevin he could come over anytime. She even winked at Roger. With that the three boys and Keven walked away. Leaving a very well fucked, completely naked Samina lying on the wet grass.
I was gathering her wet clothes and was about to wring them dry when I heard Samina say, “whathca waiting for stud, my pussy needs some TLC! Kevin did a real number on it !”
I knew exactly what she meant, and not caring that we were outside where anyone of the neighbors could see us, I took my familiar position between her legs and put my tongue to good use. Pleasuring my wife as only I could. Soon she was purring with pleasure, as I licked her well fucked clean, of every last drop of cum I could suck out.
Soon it was all over. Samina slipped on her wet t-shirt and nothing more. I carried the rest of her clothes home. Samina looked like a little goddess. Her t-shirt only came down to her waist, so her ass and pussy were openly exposed. Her perfect tits were plain to see through the wet cotton. But that late on a rainy night, I doubt many people were out for a walk, or peeking out of windows.
When we got home, to our surprise Kevin was waiting for us at the front door. It was pointless to ask what he was doing there, the smile on Samina's face said that he was more than welcome to come in. They took off our sopping clothes and ran upstairs to the bedroom. Kevin lay down and Samina started sucking his giant semi-erect cock into a full erection. I sat on a chair quietly, and just watched. Anything I could have done or said would have only interfered with my lovely wifes pleasure, and heaven forbid I should ever do anything like that.
"Kevin?" I heard her ask as I fucked her. "Kevin, wake up. Wake up, asshole." He had apparently passed out while she blew him. "Goddamn it! I need a big cock in my pussy." Samina was determined to make up for the 7 weeks of celibacy, her job had forced on her.
But alas Kevin had passed out. No amount of imploring from Samina would rouse him up.
Samina let out an exasperated sigh and said, "grab a couple blankets from the closet." I did. She spread one over Kevin and handed me one. “Keep you warm in the other bedroom!”
“What! But.....” I said. I was hoping to sleep with her, and a passed out Kevin was as useless to her as I was wide awake.
"Don't be ridiculous, Omer," she scolded. "We can't carry Kevin and we can't all fit on the bed. Do you want to sleep up here with a naked man? Besides I am sure he will be up for action later tonight for sure!" She had a point. She slipped under the blanket and rested her head on his chest. The blanket rippled as she stroked his tool.
"I'm tired, baby. Get the lights on your way down," she said, puckering her lips. I gave her a kiss good night, once again getting a taste all of the cocks she'd just sucked. I walked down stairs and heard her whispering, "Kevin, wake up. Wake up and fuck your slut with your big black pipe." I guess there are degrees of tired. I think I heard Kevin moan a little.
As I tried to make my self comfortable on the bed, it occurred to me that everything Kevin had said in his crude way made sense. Instead of some guy with cash, my wife was used to giving it up for some compliments and most importantly, a big penis. Someone had, in fact, named her price. And it was price to which she could never say no. With that epiphany floating in my mind, I fell asleep to the sound of squeaking bed springs in the room above, and loud sounds of Samina's screams of passions and Kevin calling her his latest whore, filling the house.
Well Kevin was not a one shot deal for Samina. He became her regular boyfriend/lover for several weeks after that and she was exclusively his. And he made sure he used her like he used any of his other girlfriends. Fortunately for me, he was more interested in humiliating Samina than me, and did not seem to care that I was her husband. On the morning after their last night together, as he was leaving, he handed her a $50 bill, thanking her for being his whore for the past few weeks, the money was about right for someone as cheap as her. He told her that if she ever became a street walker, she would be nothing more than a cheap $5 whore. Samina turned read and slapped him hard, which just made him laugh and say that he was sure he had touched a nerve. Samina only snorted. Now, mind you Samina loves being used, she loves being made to feel dirty. But its something else for a guy to call her out for it.
Well after Kevin, Samina and I had a few days to ourselves. A lot activities to do together. And we enjoyed them all. But things were about to change a little for us once again. Only, this time, it was Samina's idea not mine. Well not mine in the sense that I never voiced it, but it had crossed my mind a few times, but each time I dismissed it, thinking that Samina would never be interested.
It was a lovely warm, breezy evening and we were sitting together outside on the porch swing, drinking martinis. We had been that way, making small talk for well over two hours, watching as the sun set.
I was sitting leaving back against the swing, and Samina sat with her back on the arim rest, her feet resting in my lap, as I occasionally massaged and caressed them. She loves having her feet rubbed by me.
Suddenly I felt one of heels dig into my crotch, and let out an involuntary “ooohhhh”.
Samina laughed, “you like that?” And dug her heel even further.
Not knowing what to say, or what she was looking to hear, I simply nodded.
“Well no need to feel bad about it honey, actually I kinda enjoyed doing that you the first time Kevin fucked me. It feel nice then, and it feels nice now.” She pressed her heel harder into my scrotum, making me wince a little as I felt more than just a little discomfort.
“Hmm,” I said, “So.... what are we going to do about it?”
“About what?” Samina asked, sipping her drink, and easing the pressure a little.
“Well you know...” I said softly, not quite sure what to say.
“Oh you mean about me hurting your useless balls?” Samina said very clearly. "It's not like you have any use of them!"
“Well.... yes!” I said and suddenly felt her heel dig very, very hard into my balls, making me jump up a little.
“Hmmm...well something fun I hope!” Samina laughed, I could tell she was really into this. “You know Pushpa told me how much she enjoyed tormenting her husbands balls, and how much he loved it, but at the time I did not think much of it, but now, I think it's something I could enjoy too! And I know you love me, so you will not stop me!”
So there she was again! Pushpa! Was there anyway I would ever be truly free of her? Not that I minded her guiding Samina, but still I was not exactly thrilled that another woman was preaching to Samina. I had a concern that Pushpa might push Samina away from me eventually.
A sharp stab from her heel to my balls, brought be back to reality. “Ouch!” I said.
“That was a nice one!” Samina laughed. “But you know I bet it will feel even better if I used my hands!”
I could only nod, feeling a little excited. At least this way Samina would be touching my balls, and frankly I had long held an on-again/off-again fantasy to have my balls busted! Thank you Pushpa for making it finally happen. How well you know and understand me.
“Why don't we head inside, and have some fun?” Samina asked, a sparkle in her eyes. “I think the bedroom might be the best place to start!”
I took off my clothes and lay on the bed, as Samina watched in anticipation. She was actually quite excited.
“If this is half as much fun as Pushpa says it is, I am really going to enjoy myself!” Samina smiled, with a bit of a demonic look in her eyes. “I think you should sit at the foot of the bed to start out.” She pointed to the place where she wanted me to sit. “And keep your legs spread open.”
I swallowed hard and nodded. I was excited and a little afraid. I saw Samina lick her lips, a smile on her face, her eyes gleaming and her right hand opening and closing. I knew she would relish what was about to happen to me. And you know, that actually made me feel a lot better. The fact that she seemed to think she would enjoy being a ballbuster was in itself enough for me to let her do it.
I sat at the edge of the bed, my legs open as far apart as I could keep them. Samina had turned off the air conditioning, so it was quite warm in the room, and my naturally my balls hung as low as they could. Right next to my limp penis. I sat there, looking at my incredibly beautiful wife, and saw her eyes we focused straight at my groin region, and full of determination. Then I saw her take the two steps it took to be standing right next to me.
Another peal of thunder let loose. This time it was directly overhead. It started to pour down rain. There were flashes of lightning off in the distance. I ignored it and just kept finger-fucking my wife. She was giving Kevin such a great blowjob that I doubted he even knew it was raining. Then a great boom of thunder startled us all.
Samina let out a little scream. "Let's go," she said, standing up and hurrying toward the pavilion. Kevin followed right after her. I started to gather our clothes, but there were too many of them and they were already soaked, so I just grabbed Samina's purse and hurried to catch up with them.
When we reached the pavilion, we were in the middle of a full fledged thunderstorm. Three boys in high college letterman jackets were sitting on a picnic table staring at us in amazement. I recognized one of them as Roger, he mowed lawns in our neighborhood. They were all staring intently at Samina who was looking hot as hell with her perky nipples and wet skin. Her wet hair was plastered to her head. The boys had obviously been enjoying the show. They all had bulges in their jeans. I could easily make out the hill we had just left.
"Hey, boys," Samina greeted them, her voice a little slurry from the drinks earlier. "Do you mind if we ride out the storm with you?" There were no lights, but our eyes had adjusted to the dark and frequent flashes of lightning lit up her naked body
"Hell, no," they exclaimed in unison. Samina and Kevin laughed along with the teenagers. Samina thanked them and bent over the picnic table between two of the boys. Her tits spread out beneath her.
"Now where were we?" She asked. I took this as my cue to continue playing with her wet pussy, but Kevin beat me to the draw. He was pumping his giant hard-on and placed the head at her pussy lips. She gasped as he pushed the head in, bracing herself by grabbing Roger and another kid's thigh. You know there is nothing sexier than seeing pussy lips wrapped like a tight rubberband around a thick penis shaft, and lying the way she was, I had a clear view of her pussy lips as they stretched to accommodate Kevin's thickness.
Kevin pulled out and thrust back in, this time he managed to sink a few inches inside of her. She moaned loudly. "Oh yes! Fuck me, Kevin. Give me that big cock, you disgusting asshole!" He obliged and pushed deeper inside of her with each stroke.
"Yes! Oh, you're so big. Umm. Oh, that's it! Fuck me, you sick bastard!" she was rubbing Roger and his friend's cocks through their jeans. They were both busy trying to get their flies open so she could get at their erections. The third boy stood opposite me on the other side of Samina and Kevin and already had his pants at his ankles. He was masturbating as he watched this muscular big-dicked black man fuck my wife.
Roger and the other seated teenager had managed to work their pants to their knees. Samina had a death grip on both of their engorged tools while screaming and moaning in ecstasy at the fucking she was getting. I was a little disappointed to discover that I, by far, had the smallest dick in the group. Secretly I think I had hoped that I would be at least bigger than one of those boys, when erect, a man sometimes needs that kind of reaffirmation. But alas, no such luck!
"You like that whore?" Kevin asked. "Do you like getting fucked by my big dick, slut? You like getting gangbanged, don't you whore?" He started pounding her faster. He had managed to work his cock into her nearly to the balls.
"Yes, Kevin. I love it. Fuck your cheap whore you prick. Please. I'll do anything for your cock. Fuck me! Ohhhhhh!" She had a loud orgasm and laid her head on the table making little squeaks each time Kevin rammed forward. His pace quickened and Samina started gasping louder.
Kevin was grunting, almost growling. "You...fucking...whore...fucking... bitch...cum loving slut!" Then he let out roar and a rumble of thunder echoed his climax. He had cum. I thanked my luck stars Samina was on the pill. He pulled out of her slowly, letting her feel every inch. She moaned, shuddered and let out a little whimper as his head plopped out of her well fucked cunt.
She stood, turned around and kissed him passionately. Then Kevin smiled down at her.
"Whore," he said. She smiled back at him, biting her lip and holding his, still impressive, flaccid cock in her hands.
"I'll be whatever you want," she confessed dreamily, with a smile on her face, his cum leaking out of her, as she kept her legs spread as far as she could.
"Good, I want you down on all fours." She dropped to the cement facing the 6" pink erection of the standing boy. The teenager took advantage of his position and bent his cock to her mouth. She gobbled it up quickly. Roger and the other boy had managed to undress. Roger came and stood beside me pumping his over 7" cock with his fist. His friend's penis was the second smallest in the pavilion at around 5 ½". He stood in front of Samina and she alternated sucking each of the teenagers' cocks.
I decided to benefit from my wife's exposed pussy and started to get behind her, but Kevin held out his arm saying, "You can have her anytime. Give someone else a chance." I chucked to myself, little did he know that I was not going to fuck her, I just wanted to do what I always did after her pussy had been filled up. Then he nudged Roger on the shoulder and said, "What are you waiting for, man. Fuck that slut." Roger wasted no time getting his cock into her.
The storm was passing and the rain had tapered to a sprinkle again. Kevin sat down on the picnic table with his flaccid cock swinging between his dangling legs. He barked orders at the boys like a coach. Roger was hammering my wife's pussy energetically. His hips made a slapping sound each time he thrust forward. The two boys enjoying their blowjobs had managed to get both of their cocks into Samina's mouth and she made muffling "Oomph" noises as our lawn mower boy drilled her.
The boy with the smaller penis pulled his dick out her mouth and moaned a bit as he spewed a load of semen onto her face and hair. The other boy followed soon after but grabbed the back of Samina's head as he came and she swallowed after each blast.
Roger pulled her back by the hips as he drove his swollen member into her. She lowered herself to her forearms and raised her ass. He was making asthmatic wheezing sounds as he pounded his sizable cock into her little body. Then he quickly pulled out and hurried in front of her. She took his cock into her mouth as he came. She let it out a bit too early and she received a blast on her face. She milked him dry and swallowed the rest of his load.
After Roger finished I ran to her so no one would jump in line in front of me again. I kissed he hard, and she kissed back, depositing some cum into my mouth, and I swallowed, Kevin let our a laugh and a whistle. She the grabbed it my crotch in her palm and said, "Aw, what the tiny cute one. I am sure you want to fuck me with it. Omer, or do you want to poke me with it?"
I nodded vigorously. She giggled and said. “aww, my poor baby!|” Then she sat back on her knees and asked, "Would one of you fuck me please?"
The boy with the 6" dick accepted her offer. He gave her knees a rest by putting her on her back in the wet grass. Once he finished Roger had at her once more, concluding by spewing a surprising amount of cum across her tits. As he came, she had a shock of recognition and said, "Hey, you mow our lawn!”
Everyone rinsed off in the drizzling rain a bit and then we said our goodbyes. Samina thanked them for giving her such a good time, and told Kevin he could come over anytime. She even winked at Roger. With that the three boys and Keven walked away. Leaving a very well fucked, completely naked Samina lying on the wet grass.
I was gathering her wet clothes and was about to wring them dry when I heard Samina say, “whathca waiting for stud, my pussy needs some TLC! Kevin did a real number on it !”
I knew exactly what she meant, and not caring that we were outside where anyone of the neighbors could see us, I took my familiar position between her legs and put my tongue to good use. Pleasuring my wife as only I could. Soon she was purring with pleasure, as I licked her well fucked clean, of every last drop of cum I could suck out.
Soon it was all over. Samina slipped on her wet t-shirt and nothing more. I carried the rest of her clothes home. Samina looked like a little goddess. Her t-shirt only came down to her waist, so her ass and pussy were openly exposed. Her perfect tits were plain to see through the wet cotton. But that late on a rainy night, I doubt many people were out for a walk, or peeking out of windows.
When we got home, to our surprise Kevin was waiting for us at the front door. It was pointless to ask what he was doing there, the smile on Samina's face said that he was more than welcome to come in. They took off our sopping clothes and ran upstairs to the bedroom. Kevin lay down and Samina started sucking his giant semi-erect cock into a full erection. I sat on a chair quietly, and just watched. Anything I could have done or said would have only interfered with my lovely wifes pleasure, and heaven forbid I should ever do anything like that.
"Kevin?" I heard her ask as I fucked her. "Kevin, wake up. Wake up, asshole." He had apparently passed out while she blew him. "Goddamn it! I need a big cock in my pussy." Samina was determined to make up for the 7 weeks of celibacy, her job had forced on her.
But alas Kevin had passed out. No amount of imploring from Samina would rouse him up.
Samina let out an exasperated sigh and said, "grab a couple blankets from the closet." I did. She spread one over Kevin and handed me one. “Keep you warm in the other bedroom!”
“What! But.....” I said. I was hoping to sleep with her, and a passed out Kevin was as useless to her as I was wide awake.
"Don't be ridiculous, Omer," she scolded. "We can't carry Kevin and we can't all fit on the bed. Do you want to sleep up here with a naked man? Besides I am sure he will be up for action later tonight for sure!" She had a point. She slipped under the blanket and rested her head on his chest. The blanket rippled as she stroked his tool.
"I'm tired, baby. Get the lights on your way down," she said, puckering her lips. I gave her a kiss good night, once again getting a taste all of the cocks she'd just sucked. I walked down stairs and heard her whispering, "Kevin, wake up. Wake up and fuck your slut with your big black pipe." I guess there are degrees of tired. I think I heard Kevin moan a little.
As I tried to make my self comfortable on the bed, it occurred to me that everything Kevin had said in his crude way made sense. Instead of some guy with cash, my wife was used to giving it up for some compliments and most importantly, a big penis. Someone had, in fact, named her price. And it was price to which she could never say no. With that epiphany floating in my mind, I fell asleep to the sound of squeaking bed springs in the room above, and loud sounds of Samina's screams of passions and Kevin calling her his latest whore, filling the house.
Well Kevin was not a one shot deal for Samina. He became her regular boyfriend/lover for several weeks after that and she was exclusively his. And he made sure he used her like he used any of his other girlfriends. Fortunately for me, he was more interested in humiliating Samina than me, and did not seem to care that I was her husband. On the morning after their last night together, as he was leaving, he handed her a $50 bill, thanking her for being his whore for the past few weeks, the money was about right for someone as cheap as her. He told her that if she ever became a street walker, she would be nothing more than a cheap $5 whore. Samina turned read and slapped him hard, which just made him laugh and say that he was sure he had touched a nerve. Samina only snorted. Now, mind you Samina loves being used, she loves being made to feel dirty. But its something else for a guy to call her out for it.
Well after Kevin, Samina and I had a few days to ourselves. A lot activities to do together. And we enjoyed them all. But things were about to change a little for us once again. Only, this time, it was Samina's idea not mine. Well not mine in the sense that I never voiced it, but it had crossed my mind a few times, but each time I dismissed it, thinking that Samina would never be interested.
It was a lovely warm, breezy evening and we were sitting together outside on the porch swing, drinking martinis. We had been that way, making small talk for well over two hours, watching as the sun set.
I was sitting leaving back against the swing, and Samina sat with her back on the arim rest, her feet resting in my lap, as I occasionally massaged and caressed them. She loves having her feet rubbed by me.
Suddenly I felt one of heels dig into my crotch, and let out an involuntary “ooohhhh”.
Samina laughed, “you like that?” And dug her heel even further.
Not knowing what to say, or what she was looking to hear, I simply nodded.
“Well no need to feel bad about it honey, actually I kinda enjoyed doing that you the first time Kevin fucked me. It feel nice then, and it feels nice now.” She pressed her heel harder into my scrotum, making me wince a little as I felt more than just a little discomfort.
“Hmm,” I said, “So.... what are we going to do about it?”
“About what?” Samina asked, sipping her drink, and easing the pressure a little.
“Well you know...” I said softly, not quite sure what to say.
“Oh you mean about me hurting your useless balls?” Samina said very clearly. "It's not like you have any use of them!"
“Well.... yes!” I said and suddenly felt her heel dig very, very hard into my balls, making me jump up a little.
“Hmmm...well something fun I hope!” Samina laughed, I could tell she was really into this. “You know Pushpa told me how much she enjoyed tormenting her husbands balls, and how much he loved it, but at the time I did not think much of it, but now, I think it's something I could enjoy too! And I know you love me, so you will not stop me!”
So there she was again! Pushpa! Was there anyway I would ever be truly free of her? Not that I minded her guiding Samina, but still I was not exactly thrilled that another woman was preaching to Samina. I had a concern that Pushpa might push Samina away from me eventually.
A sharp stab from her heel to my balls, brought be back to reality. “Ouch!” I said.
“That was a nice one!” Samina laughed. “But you know I bet it will feel even better if I used my hands!”
I could only nod, feeling a little excited. At least this way Samina would be touching my balls, and frankly I had long held an on-again/off-again fantasy to have my balls busted! Thank you Pushpa for making it finally happen. How well you know and understand me.
“Why don't we head inside, and have some fun?” Samina asked, a sparkle in her eyes. “I think the bedroom might be the best place to start!”
I took off my clothes and lay on the bed, as Samina watched in anticipation. She was actually quite excited.
“If this is half as much fun as Pushpa says it is, I am really going to enjoy myself!” Samina smiled, with a bit of a demonic look in her eyes. “I think you should sit at the foot of the bed to start out.” She pointed to the place where she wanted me to sit. “And keep your legs spread open.”
I swallowed hard and nodded. I was excited and a little afraid. I saw Samina lick her lips, a smile on her face, her eyes gleaming and her right hand opening and closing. I knew she would relish what was about to happen to me. And you know, that actually made me feel a lot better. The fact that she seemed to think she would enjoy being a ballbuster was in itself enough for me to let her do it.
I sat at the edge of the bed, my legs open as far apart as I could keep them. Samina had turned off the air conditioning, so it was quite warm in the room, and my naturally my balls hung as low as they could. Right next to my limp penis. I sat there, looking at my incredibly beautiful wife, and saw her eyes we focused straight at my groin region, and full of determination. Then I saw her take the two steps it took to be standing right next to me.
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